Chapter 14
Digging Up The Corpses
Carlos's eyes emerged, as he saw the remaining form of the C89. He had a few burses, some cuts, but overall he felt fine, as he began to unhook the belt.
"Angie?" He shouted he began rummaging through the debris. He had no clue why he was only worried about the girl, but he was. The C89 was on its right side, a gaping hole in its left, from the impact. The tale of the Chopper was nowhere to be seen, letting the morning light emit, the settling dust.
"I'm over here." Came her accented voice, inside the copter. Fearing the worst, he leaped into action, and followed the voice to the seat, was Angie sat; she was covered in blood, and cuts, still clutching the lunchbox for dear life. Carlos had the wind knocked out of him form the sight.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." The girl said, realizing how she must have looked.
The commando the remembered what Alice had done, all for the little girl before him.
"Angie, are you okay?"
She nodded, "Yeah, but my face hurts. And I think I have a burse form the belt."
Carlos figured as much, there was a big gash in her cheek, and she was suspended in mid air, all her weight against the restraint. He unfastened her, and helped her out of the horizontal sitting position. "You're going to be okay."
Angie nodded, and then ran over to Jill, who was now stirring. "Jill!" He said, as he made his was over to her. She winced, as she unhooked the restraint.
"I'm fine, where's everyone else?"
"We don't know yet." Carlos replied.
"I don't know 'bout you three dogs," L.J's voice emerged, as he stood up form the floor. "But I, brother feel like I've been hit by a mother fucking train!"
Well now they were only missing two.
"Alice! Rain!" Jill called. "We're are you?"
The dust was now settled, and you could clearly see that they were no longer in the helicopter.
Valentine and Olivera looked at one another, knowing that there was no way that ether of them could have survived.
Carlos gripped two of the broken sides, placed his foot on one of the seats, and pulled himself up. He un-holstered his Magnum, and scanned the area with his eyes. The area was a disaster. Around the copter was debris from it. He looked up, and saw a roaring waterfall and newly fallen rocks at the base. He figured that the C89 had hit the top of the fall, rolling, then landed, and skidded to be it now lay.
But there was no present danger, but there was sign of Alice or Rain ether.
"It's clear, come on up." He called down.
Jill picked Angie up, helping her out of the wreck. Carlos gripped underneath her arms, and lifted her free. Next Jill came followed by L.J, getting out the same way Olivera had.
They all managed to hop off of the chopper, Angie with the help of Carlos.
"Yo, we should find those two." L.J said, as he began to search around the parameter of the plane.
Not wanting to argue, the others followed in suite. But Carlos was the one to discover his fallen comrade, her lower half pinned beneath the chopper, on the opposite side from where they had emerged. Placing his two fingers on her neck, he bowed his head, in mourning.
"I found Rain." He paused. "She's no longer with us."
"Nether is Alice." Jill squatted next to a body that laid five feet from Rain. "Lets get going before Umbrella gets here."
Carlos nodded, then walking over to Angela who stood by L.J, he swooped her up onto his shoulders.